Quality Time Chpt 9Quality TimeQuality Time Chpt 99 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 9: All Work and No Play?
It was bright and early the next morning as BeastBoy stepped into the kitchen, stretching with a yawn. He made his way over to the refrigerator, inspecting its contents, making a selection for his morning meal. Content with a bowl of leftover tofu eggs, he shut the refrigerator door and placed the dish in the microwave. A few minutes went by as BeastBoy patiently tapped his foot, rubbing his eyes, becoming more awake as he waited for his breakfast to cook. A ding sounded as he opened the microwave and reached for his dish.
"Ahh! Hot! Hot!" he yelped, snapping out of his drowsy state as his fingertips were subjected to the heat emitting from the bowl, lightly tossing it back and forth from one hand to the other, almost juggling it to the table.
Dropping the bowl onto the table, he waved his hands frantically, blowing on them in an effort to cool them. Even with his gloves on, they weren't specially insulated for protecting against heat.